Bald Diari (27) escort Germany

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It's a proven scientific fact that men are more visual than women. But it's like you all expect women not to be visual at all. God forbid if a woman rejects you and dates someone she is actually sexually attracted to.

Wheaton

Love the girl on the left, almost as much as the fact that this pic looks like it was taken AT SCHOOL!

Copying

My [24m] girlfriend [22f] of 2 years consistently likes this one guys photos on Instagram. Every. Single. One. No exaggeration.

Evoking

My thoughts on the alcohol excuse as well.

Croppie

i am a single parent of three great teenagers and they are my world . im looking for a man that can enjoy time with myself and include my children as part of my life . the one man that can show me.

Murty

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Friends would describe me as easy going, uber-relaxed with an unusual sense of humour (some would say nutty but I beg to differ). I'm loyal and trustworthy to a fault and expect the same from the people I choose to surround myself with. I tend not to sweat the small stuff (water and a duck's back come to mind....).

Flurry

i Was feeling desperate to connect to him and I went and waited at his appartment. I wrote down everything I wanted to tell him, how sorry I was, and how I will never do anything remotely like this again. But sitting there on his bed in the dark, with my knees to my chest and blanet up to my nect, I felt miserable and incredibly sad, and I couldnt stop crying. It was not bawling, but the tears wouldnt stop. He came back later that night and when he came into the bedroom and turned on the light- he saw me like that and was taken aback. I just kept looking at him, not saying anything, still rolling out tears. He came and sat on the bed beside me and took my hand and kissed it, and when he tried to hug me I just lost it. I just dont know what happened, but I lost it completely. I was hitting him and scratching him and pulling his hair, and screaming at him. I was screaming that he doesnt get to leave me because I loved him. That I loved him more than I can love anyone in my life. I managed to say I was sorry too, somewhere in there :-). but what I was saying and what I was doing were both opposite things. I was continuing to hit him while he was forcibly trying to subdue me and he did finally do that. He just hugged me and locked me in his arms. my arms folded between our chests so that I couldnt move it. He kissed my hair and was rocking me, He said its ok. He told me that he was not leaving me, and not to worry, I was just sobbing my face against his neck. we stayed like that for a long time. after some time I extricated myself form out hug and said that we needed to talk. He said he that we should, but that he needed to do something else first. then he took my face in both his hands and gave me a long and beautiful kiss. It was forceful and tender at the same time, no tounge but i felt it was the most intense kiss that I have ever recieved in my life. I would have given my life for this man at that moment. anyway after that ha picked me up and went to the living room and sat on an armchair and put me sideways on his lap with my head on his chest, his one hand stroking my hair and the other my leg. He said "lets talk". We had the most honest discussion that a man and woman could have. I told him that was sorry, sorry that i did that because it hurt him, and that I will never do anything like that. I explained my thoughts at that time to him and also that I had also felt that I would have been a wet sock in that company if I wasn't a sport. But I told him I would rather be considered a wet sock rather than to make him uncomfortable again. He listened to me without interrupting me other than place a couple of kisses on my nose. He said that he forgives me and let us move on now. I told him that I needed to know his feelings at that time before I could move on. He explained how he felt, and why he felt. It was pretty much what we had discussed here. I asked him if he had thought of leaving me- He said he didnt think of it seriously, but it had crossed his mind. I asked him if he had felt he would have been better off with a girl from his own background. He again said, that the thought had crossed his mind, but it was more like when he felt angry with me, rather than any consideration. I got up and straddled him and took his face in my hands now, and looked into his eyes and told him that I was truly sorry and I regret it totally, and that he would probably be more comfortable with a girl of his own background, but I will be the best partner he canaver have, because I will love him like no one else can, and that I will constantly work on our relationship and that I will never again put our relationship at risk by my actions. He told me that he knew that. and then I kissed him. I gave him it to him, tounge and all. it was so intense that I would have climaxed. Then he picked me up and took me to the bedroom and made we made all night. We didnt sleep, we just snuggled and kissed and talked between love making. We didnt get out of bed till 10 the next day.

Someplace

that toe is actually a simple matter of perspective